In the inner room, Song Hanzhen cried out in pain because of giving birth, Zhiyi was very anxious, but he was suppressed by others.

Luo Shichen, who was on the side, kept frowning tightly, with a bad expression on his face.

After a while, Mrs. Wen ran out, and Zhiyi suddenly felt a "thump" in his heart.

Sure enough, Mrs. Wen said to Luo Shichen: "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine's fetal position is not right, I'm afraid it's... I'm afraid it's..."

Luo Shichen's complexion suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Why do I raise you trash! You have to keep the children and noble concubines, or I will kill you people."

Wen Po obediently went in, and then another imperial physician came to him and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial concubine's fetal position may be able to return to normal, please let me try."

Luo Shichen waved his hand to let him in, Zhiyi finally couldn't help it anymore, she said to Luo Shichen: "Your Majesty, please let me in, can I accompany the imperial concubine and empress? Minnie is really worried."

Luo Shichen glanced at her coldly, and said: "You'd better stay here honestly, while I don't have the time to take care of you now, please ask for blessings."

Zhiyi was in a hurry, she said: "Your Majesty, as long as you let the civilian girl in, after the noble concubine gives birth, the civilian girl will be at your mercy."

"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me now, as long as Hanzhen gives birth safely, and if... I will never let you go!"

Zhiyi felt that the emperor seemed to be too hostile to her, and he didn't know where it came from.

Suddenly, she caught sight of a familiar figure, and as two people fell in response, just as Luo Shichen turned his head, a cold dagger was placed on his neck.

A few more people dressed in the guard costumes of the Royal Forest Army came, and without anyone noticing, they put their knives on the necks of the guards around Luo Shichen.

"Emperor Beiqiong, long-awaited." Zhimo took off his iron helmet and said.

Luo Shichen glared angrily, and asked, "How did you get in here!"

Zhimo smiled innocently, and said: "Before you, Beiqiong was just a small country affiliated to Dayu, and you have to pay tribute to Dayu every year. How can you not enter this little palace? You are too young Look at our Mochizuki Pavilion."

"You... Wangyue Pavilion?" Luo Shichen asked in disbelief.

Zhiyi was released, she ran over to Zhimo and said, "Zhimo, the eldest princess is inside, I want to go in and see her."

Zhimo nodded, and Zhiyi opened the door and went in.

Zhimo put the dagger on his waist and said, "If someone comes later, please cooperate with your Majesty."

As soon as Zhiyi entered the room, he smelled a strong smell of blood. Song Hanzhen's painful cries were still heard, so Zhiyi hurried to find her.

"Eldest princess!" Zhiyi hurried to her bed and held her hand, "I'm here, how are you?"

"Who are you! Can't come in and get out quickly."

"I was sent here by the emperor, if you don't believe me, you can go out and ask." Zhiyi said.

After hearing about the emperor, the imperial physicians and women did not dare to talk too much, and concentrated on delivering Song Hanzhen.

"Zhiyi..." Sweat broke out on Song Hanzhen's forehead, and Zhiyi wiped it off with a handkerchief for her.

"Zhiyi, am I... dying, it hurts so bad... ah!"

"Don't talk nonsense! How are you doing? Hurry up and give birth to the baby. Let's go back to Dayu together, shall we?"

Song Hanzhen took a few breaths, pulled Zhiyi closer, and said, "There are some things I've always wanted to tell you..."

The author has something to say: Everyone, please encourage me, how about I have a double change for a day? (wretched laugh)

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